Hyōrinmaru

Soi Fon understood, of course. "Brother Ye Yang, I know, but I don't know why I'm not ready yet. Give me some..."

How about some time? I'll try to adapt.

Ye Yang secretly bit his tongue, finally regaining some composure. The lust in his eyes slowly faded, and only a look remained in his eyes as he gazed at Soi Fon.

With pity, she said, "It's my fault. You go to sleep first. I'll watch you sleep."

He then put Soi Fon down, gave her a light kiss on the forehead, and said, "Sleep well."

"Um"

Perhaps she was too tired today, or perhaps because Ye Yang was right beside her, Soi Fon quickly fell asleep. Seeing that Soi Fon was asleep, Ye Yang also went to find her.

He just lay down on the table and fell asleep.

The next day, Ye Yang woke up early, only to find Soi Fon still asleep. Perhaps it was because she was too tired the day before, coupled with her usual...

I was so tired that I fell into a deep sleep this time, and it wasn't easy for me to wake up. It's so rare for me to get such a good night's sleep.

Ye Yang certainly wouldn't bother her.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, even in sleep, a faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips, serene and beautiful, her short, glossy black hair flowing down...

She wore an old Edo-style hairstyle with two "ringed snake braids," which was quite adorable.

Ye Yang gently kissed her forehead, then left her room and went to the captain's office. He decided to let her sleep a little longer. As for...

Ye Yang will help her read through some of the documents.

She quickly sorted through the files on the table, then called out to the guards at the door, "Third Seat Marechiyo Ōmaeda."

Where is he? Go and call him here.

"Yes, Lieutenant Shihoin!"

A large, stout figure quickly entered; this was Marechiyo Ōmaeda current Third Seat of the Second Division. To be honest, he was considered a...

He's now a high-ranking nobleman. His family, the Ōtamae Clan, is a very famous family in Soul Society. Not because of their overall strength, but because...

Their wealth was enormous, and it was through this immense wealth that the Ōtamae Clan rose to the ranks of the upper nobility.

He was very serious about his work, and he didn't discriminate against commoners just because he was a nobleman.

He also frequently helps the poor, and is a great help to Soi Fon when Ye Yang is not around. Judging from his personal character, he is still...

Not bad.

However, his only flaw is his incurable love of food. He manages Punishment Force's Second Corps, the Patrol Corps. This was originally a position that should have been held by the deputy captain, but Ye Yang believed that his abilities were insufficient to manage the Maggot's Nest, so he...

The Second Corps was handed over to him for management, while Ye Yang continued to oversee the Maggot's Nest.

"Lieutenant Ye Yang, what can I do for you?" He held Ye Yang in high esteem, not only because Ye Yang was a member of the Shihoin Clan.

The head of the family, especially because he was the vice-captain of the Second Division, clearly understood that Ye Yang's strength far exceeded that of a vice-captain; he was probably even stronger than Ye Yang.

He's the strongest in the Second Division; even the captain might not be his match.

Of course, he didn't think Ye Yang would fight the captain.

"Ōtamae, could you take a look at these documents for me? They're not very important, just handle them casually." Ye Yang casually handed over a...

He was handed a small stack of documents; they were all very simple things, and it wouldn't matter if he didn't look at them.

"Yes!" He held the document, a look of hesitation on his face. "Just say what you need to say," Ye Yang said.

Ōtamae smiled immediately, "Lieutenant Ye Yang, can I wait until I've finished reading these?"

"Shall we go out to eat?" Ye Yang asked helplessly.

"Hehe, you really know me. I haven't been out for days, Lieutenant Ye Yang, and you..."

Ye Yang sighed and shook his head, "Alright, alright, just remember to work hard in the future. Going out for a meal isn't that difficult."

"Okay? I'll treat this as an advance payment."

Ōtamae immediately beamed, "Thank you Lieutenant Ye Yang. I'll go take a look at these documents now."

Ye Yang nodded, then left the captain's room. Shortly after he left, Soi Fon slowly walked in, her face still showing signs of sleepiness.

However, she said to Ye Yang with a coquettish expression, "Brother Ye Yang, why didn't you wake me up? I've been sleeping until now, and today..."

There are documents I need to review.

"I just saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I wanted you to rest a little longer. I've almost finished reviewing today's documents for you, look..."

"Okay," Ye Yang said, pointing to the few remaining documents on the table.

Soi Fon looked at the table in confusion. "Huh? How could it be so fast? I remember there should still be dozens of servings left." But then she realized...

The portion of documents Ye Yang had read, plus all of these, didn't even amount to half of what he had read before. "Brother Ye Yang, you didn't give it to Ōtamae again, did you?" Soi Fon asked.

"Yes, you always worry about everything. Giving him this simple task is no problem."

Soi Fon sighed softly, "But I just can't help worrying about it."

Anyway, I won't be mentoring new students anymore. I'll come see you if I don't have anything to do at school, and I'll help you sort out any misunderstandings later.

"These things," Ye Yang touched Soi Fon's hair.

"Hmm, speaking of this Little Lion, isn't he going to the Shin'ō this year? Aren't you going to take care of him?"

"Tch, what's there to worry about? With his current strength, even the ordinary teachers there wouldn't be a match for him, even if we had known all along..."

"However, his growth still exceeded my expectations," Ye Yang sighed softly.

A year ago, Tōshirō began to dream frequently of a giant ice dragon, and his body would uncontrollably emit cold air while he slept.

It was deduced that this was a sign of his Zanpakuto awakening, and from then on, Ye Yang began teaching him Zanpakuto training. Finally, half a year ago, they found the one that belonged to him.

His own Zanpakuto, the strongest ice-type Zanpakuto — Hyōrinmaru!

It's called the strongest because it comes with a fundamental yet powerful ability— the Subjugation of the Heavens! It's said that everything in the sky is affected by it.

Its control... however, because he is still young, he cannot master such great power, so he will not use this move unless it is a matter of life and death.

Yes, I will use it.

After its Shikai, a chain with a crescent-shaped end appears at the back of the hilt, giving the hilt a shape similar to a shuriken. It uses overflowing Spiritual Pressure to create...

The ice dragon created uses a massive amount of water to freeze its opponents.

As things stand, Tōshirō's strength is now roughly equivalent to that of an average Third Seat, such as Ōtamae. Tōshirō could probably fight him to a draw now.

Among all the squad Seated Officer, there are definitely no more than five who can reliably defeat Tōshirō!

With that kind of strength, there's really no need for him to study at the Shin'ō. But if he wants to become a Shinigami, it's the most legitimate path, especially since the Shin'ō is also...

It's an experience, isn't it? Didn't Ye Yang and Yoruichi also go through the Shin'ō back then? Otherwise, they might not have met Kisuke Urahara, and wouldn't have been able to get Tōshirō...

It's good to experience it.

However, this period of training cannot last too long, and now that everyone knows he is Ye Yang's disciple, wouldn't it be awkward if he didn't perform well?

Is it shameful? So Ye Yang set a requirement for him—to graduate within a year.

The fastest graduate in history so far is Gin Ichimaru, who graduated in one year, and he even submitted his graduation application at the beginning of the following year. Therefore, Ye Yang let Dong...

Shiro graduated at the end of his first year; sometimes there's no need to be discreet about certain things.

Soi Fon chuckled softly and said, "Hehe, Brother Ye Yang, do you think Shirō will become the second you in the future? His strength is not as great as yours right now."

Back then, he was quite different. You could say he inherited all your traits, and as the saying goes, "One is influenced by one's company." Don't you think his personality is starting to resemble yours? Even his cunning is becoming more like yours!

"That's not true!" Ye Yang protested loudly. "At least I don't get angry so easily. Besides, the idea of being cunning has nothing to do with me."

Yes, isn't he better now than before? He used to always have a cold face, like someone owed him money.

"Hehehe," Soi Fon couldn't help but chuckle, recalling how different Tōshirō had been from how he was now; at least he was much more cheerful now.

This is all thanks to the joint efforts of Ye Yang and Soi Fon.

"Aren't you going to keep an eye on this precious disciple of yours?"

Ye Yang pouted. "We're not children anymore. I've done all I can. The only right path for fledglings is to be released; they'll never truly learn without experiencing hardship."

He's like a flower in a greenhouse; a vast sky awaits him outside. All I can give him is a strong support, a shield against the urge to fly when he's tired.

There is a safe haven.

Three days from now, today is the first day of school for Shin'ō, and also the day when the new Shinigami report for duty.

In the Thirteenth Division, a small figure stood timidly. That was Rukia. Today, Byakuya had assigned her to the Thirteenth Division.

They didn't even participate in the team entrance exam. Given the Kuchiki Clan's capabilities, they could easily have done that. It was precisely because of this that the other team members continuously...

They were whispering among themselves.

The people here were outwardly respectful to her, but behind her backs they gossiped about her. She thought to herself: Sure enough, it's the same here.

Suddenly, a voice from outside interrupted her thoughts, "Hey! Are you guys slacking off here? This isn't a place for you to just look around."

Get back to your posts right now!

Just then, the door suddenly opened, Kaien walked in. Looking at the bewildered Rukia, he said, "I am Vice-Captain Kaien Shiba. Nice to meet you!"

Rukia was a little surprised; she felt like she had seen this person somewhere before. "Yes, hello," Rukia replied casually.

But Kaien grabbed her head. "What kind of greeting is this? The vice-captain has already told you his name, you should at least state yours!"

Come, let me say hello and please give me your guidance!

Rukia was startled and instinctively said, "I... my name is Rukia Kuchiki."

"Then what?"

Please give me your guidance!

Kaien smiled brightly, "Very good! Rukia, welcome to the Thirteenth Division! Our captain is frail and sickly, and most of the time..."

I handle everything, so sometimes people mistakenly call me Captain Kaien!

"Yes, I will consider it."

Ordinary greetings, ordinary scolding, an ordinary subordinate-superior relationship— Rukia smiled inwardly. Wasn't this exactly what she longed for?

Is that right? (...) The Fallen Leaves of Death